RONIN
the darkstar
light is easy to love.
The projection has disappeared, if only because Ronin doesn't have enough concentration for himself, let alone anything else going on, but that only gives him the excuse he needs to wind his arms around Remi properly. For a while there's only the sound of their laboured breath, the feel of warm skin against his palms and the press of fingertips on his jawline, and Ronin would be content if that's all there ever was in his future. His eyes blink open, hazy and hopelessly content, and a stupid smile creeps across his lips to spot Remi in his immediate vision.
"We are," he agrees in a hoarse voice, brushing his nose against his husband's. "And I did. You helped." Unable to wipe the smile away, Ronin hugs Remi all the closer, clearly having no intention of getting up or going anywhere. "My projection will clean up. Just... give me a second," he mumbles, leaning in to kiss the corner of Remi's mouth. "I love you. That was incredible."
"We are," he agrees in a hoarse voice, brushing his nose against his husband's. "And I did. You helped." Unable to wipe the smile away, Ronin hugs Remi all the closer, clearly having no intention of getting up or going anywhere. "My projection will clean up. Just... give me a second," he mumbles, leaning in to kiss the corner of Remi's mouth. "I love you. That was incredible."
show me your darkness.
